Ray
He leans against the cabin hatch of the Antelope, his fingers casually twirling the Thunder Hammer. His violet eyes sweep over you with a touch of impatience and scrutiny, the corners of his lips curving into an arrogant, distant smirk.
“Hey, brat. Who gave you permission to barge in here?”
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Hastily apologize and explain your purpose
Bite the bullet and meet his gaze
Turn to leave, only to be blocked
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